this is 'me'

brown-2

i can remember her coming to me after every class ended to talk, and i remember waiting for her. i even downloaded snapchat just because of her, so that I could text her too.

i think it's safe to say that we literally texted all the time, 24/7. i fucked up my sleep schedule because of her as well.

She used to ask me, when i planned to sleep. I used to say, that I'd sleep whenever she feels like ending our call. I video called her till like 2 am. We pulled all nighters together.

She shared everything about her day with me, and I did the same. It became a habit we actually enjoyed.

As we grew closer, she opened up gradually, and even showed me pictures of her father who had passed away when she was really young.

I bought ice cream for her and we spent a huge chunk of our day with each other.

That made me grow comfortable with her, too comfortable I must say.

I complimented her a lot, i made her feel really good about herself, it was my way of flirting. She grew more eager to converse with me because she wanted to hear more praises about herself.

That also led to conversations about love. The concept of two girls in love seemed foreign to her and she was rather uncomfortable. But she wanted to hear what I told her anyways.

That's when i thought that telling her I liked her would be okay. I still don't understand what the fuck was wrong with me to think that nothing would change between us if I did that.

On the night of 25 th August, at like 11:20 pm, she desperately wanted to know who I liked at the moment.

She kept asking if it was her, and i said yes.

And I think that was such a huge mistake because that ruined everything.